There's a knock on the door.
Javier tucked the glued-together photo into a sealed evidence bag.
Captain Morgan walked in through the door, held out a report on body collection formalities to him, and spoke with obvious hesitation. "Javier, Jennifer's mother already claimed her body. The funeral's tomorrow."
At the sound of his voice, Javier's hand, which was holding a stack of case file papers, froze mid-movement. Words caught in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound.
All the evidence he had gathered felt like a cluster of sharp spears stabbing straight into his chest right then.
Captain Morgan caught that split second of dazed shock on his face and sighed. "Javier, this whole thing..."
Javier quickly shut down the raw grief in his eyes, clearly not wanting to keep talking about t
